Love Being Me
I love being me
I love being me for so many reason
I'm my own pure drug
My brown sugar skin is more pure
The the finest kilo of coke
I love being my
From my high native American cheek bones
Down to long wavy hair
I love being me because with all
My war wounds I have and all
Them battles I fought lost some and won some
I still stayed strong like my father taught me how
I love being me with my roasted almond shaped eyes and my full lips
When I look In the mirror I see that goodness royalty that my father
Always told me I was
I love being me my soul is full with ambition
Like the fastest kid in the back of
The class eating little debbie chocolate cakes
I love being me I couldn't see me being anyone else but me
I love being me 5'3 and all
I love being me waking up drunk
Off my own aura
Copyright © Jasmin Juliano | Year Posted 2015
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